1383 Easy Tasks
"Rest, rest! There are so many books, I can't finish reading! β
In the study, Tang Mingyue held a water cup and placed it in front of Yang Xiaotao's desk.
Seeing that Yang Xiaotao was rubbing his temples, when he heard the sound of the door opening behind him, the small box on the table disappeared instantly.
"Sister Tang!"
Yang Xiao raised his head and asked, "It's okay, I used to be in the library, and I stayed all day." β
"Library? I heard Akiba say that the first time your family met was in the library, right? β
Yang Xiaotao put down his pen and recalled the scene in his mind.
Thinking of Ran Qiuye's stomach rumbling when he was eating, and thinking of holding a lunch box to Ran Qiuye, the other party refused to leave.
At that time, that young and immature appearance seemed to be right in front of me.
"Yes, we didn't know each other at the time, and then the old principal looked for teachers in the village, but the other teachers were reluctant to go, and Akiba was still interning at the time, so I agreed."
"That's when we really got to know each other. It was also that day that made our fate come true. β
Yang Xiaotao said with recollections, and the shadow of Ran Qiuye resurfaced in his mind.
Over the years, Ran Qiuye's originally slightly thin figure has become more and more ana!
Tang Mingyue was even more envious when she heard this.
"It's been a few years!"
Yang Xiaotao smiled, and then looked at Tang Mingyue who was leaning in front of the window.
"Sister Tang, what about you? Ever wondered? β
Tang Mingyue was a little flustered when she heard Yang Xiaotao ask, but she quickly regained her calm.
"I thought about it before, but now, I don't have that idea!"
"Why?"
"There's no why, you know, my job is a bit special."
Tang Mingyue smiled, but Yang Xiaotao shook his head, "I don't think that's what the eldest sister thinks." β
Tang Mingyue also shook her head, "Actually, still, there is no suitable one." β
Yang Xiaotao nodded, "I think there will always be a suitable one." β
Tang Mingyue smiled and didn't continue to discuss this issue, but looked at the neatly stacked books on the side, "What are you going to do with these books?" β
"Hey, these books, I'm going to take them."
Yang Xiaotao was in a happy mood, not only because he opened the blind box and opened a good thing, but also because he was rewarded with 1,000 credits after reading a book just now.
If you read all the books here, how many credits will you get, and it's best to improve your sub-skills once.
Moreover, these books are very precious, and they can be read by more people when they are taken back.
I read it myself, and if I master it, it's good for myself.
Such a good thing must not be left here to eat ashes.
"Take it away, you? You can't do this. β
Yang Xiaotao tilted his head indifferently, he knew that it would be like this.
However, even if everyone disagrees, he will take it.
Moreover, this is only on the surface, and there is more in the space.
Seeing Yang Xiaotao's serious appearance, Tang Mingyue didn't have the heart to persuade again.
"Don't worry, I'll say hello to the master!"
Hearing this, Tang Mingyue shook her head helplessly, this guy was a demon obstacle when he saw the book.
Out of the study, Tang Mingyue told Li Shengli about the situation.
Here, only Li Shengli can speak, let him talk to Muhammad and see if he can buy some books.
Li Shengli glanced at the study, and only now did he understand what a nerd is.
When I came this morning, I didn't come out of the study, except for a meal at noon.
However, this craft is delicious.
Hearing Tang Mingyue say this, Shi Qingsong on the side helped to speak, "Director Li, you have to help with this, otherwise who will cook the dinner at night!" β
"What does this have to do with eating?"
Shi Qingsong immediately stepped forward and whispered, "You think, if you can take the book away, Brother Tao will definitely be happy, if you are happy, don't you have to cook something delicious." β
"Right."
"Besides, not all the books in it are taken away, leaving a few books for thought, there is no problem."
After Shi Qingsong finished speaking, Li Shengli pondered for a while, thought of Muhammad's greedy character, and then nodded.
"Don't worry, I'll do this."
"Director Li, no problem."
Tang Mingyue was still a little worried, but Li Shengli laughed, "No problem." β
"We've all given him a truck, what's the point of a book."
"Don't worry, this guy, I'm familiar with it."
Across the Pacific Ocean.
A middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion, hooked nose and curly hair is wielding a silver-white club in his office.
With a flick of the arm, a golf ball is gently tapped, and then rolls forward along the track that has been set up for a long time.
βwonderfulο½β
"Smith, pretty, this is the result of my many practices."
"At the end of the week, I'm going to go to the Green Golf Tournament."
"By the way, Miss Windsor said she would come with me!"
The man said to the end with a wonderful smile on his face.
And Smith, who had been standing next to him, listened to the other party's words, and saw the track placed on the ground, and that's it, a person can do it with his long hands.
What is there to brag about, but he knows that the director in front of him is only a warrior for five minutes in bed.
As for the source, it was all said by the director's wife herself.
But none of this can be shown.
With a professional smile on his face, he exclaimed, "That was wonderful, I hope you have a great weekend." β
At the same time, I knew in my heart that he was not at home on weekends.
The director put down the club, picked up the towel on the side and wiped his sweaty neck, "So, hard working Mr. Smith, do you have any good news?" β
"Sir, do you think I'll have good news?"
"Oh my God, Smith, you say that, it's hard for me to want to see you again!"
Smith shrugged helplessly, "But that's what I do!" β
"Really? Well, let's talk, what's the bad news again. β
The director sat back in his chair, "You know, Huaxia suddenly joined in, making this originally harmonious planet become restless. β
"Damn the Chinese people, can't you settle down a little..."
The director couldn't stop hating Huaxia when he talked about it, and he didn't give Smith a chance to speak.
There is no way, their intelligence work in Huaxia is not as good as that of the skinheads, everything in Huaxia is like a blind spot for them, and they don't know anything.
Especially after Huaxia purchased the goods of the alliance through channels, it was able to detect news through aircraft reconnaissance in the past.
Now, don't even think about it.
The plane went, and nine times out of ten it was going to be poked down by a bamboo pole.
When the director finally finished speaking, Smith hurriedly spoke, and at the same time put the papers in his hand in front of the table.
"This is the result of our investigation into the defeat in the last naval battle."
The director listened and picked up the papers.
Last time they handed over the bald head a small boat, although it was only an unimportant small boat, but it was also relatively speaking.
At least, the equipment radar equipped on the ship is in the hands of Huaxia, and it is technical support.
Just this made them doubt the ability of the bald head.
Obviously has an absolute advantage, how can you lose?
Now, here comes the results of the investigation.
"Engine? New? β
Smith nodded, "Yes, Huaxia has developed a new diesel engine that allows gunboats to launch torpedoes at high speeds." β
"On top of that, they've made a lot of products during this time."
"Hell!"
The director scolded, and then thought of something, "Tell the Admiralty about this, let them be careful, don't capsize in the gutter!" β
"Also, let the bald heads collect information about this new engine, and if necessary, they must destroy it!"
"Okay!"
Smith answered, as for how to destroy, it was someone else's business.
To be honest, he investigated these things just to give an explanation to his superiors, and as for the results, it was just an engine, not important.
"By the way, sir, there is one more thing."
Smith thought of something and spoke again.
"Smith, if it's still bad news, don't talk about it."
"Uh..."
"Well, just kidding, what's worse?"
"Not too bad, sir."
After Smith finished speaking, he stepped forward and whispered, "The people we sent to Wajima said that the research institute has discovered a new variant of the disease, and now the funds are not enough!" β
Bang!
The director jumped up from his seat.
"Not enough? Two million, it's only been less than a month, isn't enough? β
"What did they do? Even if you sleep in the palace every night, it won't take so many days! β
The director roared.
This influenza has also affected the mainland because of the garrison base, but fortunately, the measures are taken properly and the economic loss is not large.
In addition, the money to buy Huaxia plum blossoms is all paid locally, so they really didn't spend much.
Through this incident, they can realize the horror of this weapon.
So I arranged for some people to study the diseased strains in Xiaori.
I thought it was a simple task, but this group of people went, today they said that they lacked instruments, and tomorrow they said that there were new discoveries.
And in reality?
This group of guys became the emperor one by one, and he was really stupid every night!
I think I'm a federal money printer.
"Tell them there's no money."
"Also, hurry up and complete the task for me, such a simple task can be completed by any college student."
"Yes, understood, sir."
Smith nodded hurriedly, not having the slightest affection for those guys who wore white coats during the day and took them off at night.
Java
Uncle Liu sat in his clinic, holding the cup in both hands, and coughing incessantly in his mouth.
In the past few days, he was originally just coughing, but starting today, he has found that his body has begun to have a fever.
He knows better that in the next few days, this kind of high and low situation will continue to appear, and all he has to do is to hold on, that is, to keep breathing.
Even if it's the last moment, you have to die where you deserve it.
There was a terrible shout outside the door, and Uncle Liu was powerless to stop it.
Especially in mid-August, the situation here is getting more and more serious.
The people who thought they would be able to avoid the beasts by hiding at home now regret it.
They broke open the room and rushed in to destroy everything.
Property, life.
The people who thought they could steal their lives by forbearance are now regretting it underground.
Even some of those who organized were subjected to more violent destruction.
Thinking of this, Uncle Liu felt more and more that what he did was not wrong.
I tried to take a sip of water, and my palms trembled a little.
bang
Suddenly, the door of the clinic was kicked open, and three or four lean men walked in, muttering words they didn't understand.
Uncle Liu was still sitting there, coughing, coughing.
A few people kept rummaging through the clinic, taking everything they could.
It's just that they came relatively late, and the previous waves of people have already been cleaned up.
Seeing that there was nothing, the young man led by him looked at the water cup in Uncle Liu's hand, his eyes were fierce, he stepped forward and snatched it, and then kicked Uncle Liu in the stomach.
Hahaha
The young man laughed with his companion as he poured the water from the cup on the ground and left with the cup.
I don't know how long it took for Uncle Liu to get up from the ground tremblingly, and then he picked up the stool and continued to sit there.
"Ahem"
"I'm here, right here."
"Hehe, he~"
dock
Uncle Liu's son-in-law also sat on a stool, looking at the departing freighter.
Looking at the red heart and white cloth flag planted on the freighter, the cough in his chest eased slightly.
This is the third pier he has converted in the past few days.
Compared to the previous two terminals, which only operate in Java, this one is larger and has more people.
This is not only responsible for the entry and exit of foreign populations, but also for important international trade, with cargo ships from other countries coming and going, and more goods are loaded and unloaded.
This opportunity was obtained by bribing the foreman.
Of course, in his eyes, money is useless
Ahem, ahem
The tall man stood up with a shelf on the side, coughed a few times, he knew that time was running out.
In a trance, the figures of his wife and daughter kept emerging, making his lead-like legs full of strength again.
Then we walked towards the new docking boat.
He clearly remembered his father-in-law's explanation and his brother-in-law's instructions.
It's a very simple task.
Just go.
And this kind of work, he can do it until he dies.
Meanwhile, a short, thin man is leading a group of children to play football in front of a government office building; A teenager peddling cigarettes in front of an aristocratic school; A young girl puts on a maid's clothes
Their mission is simple.
Alive.
To be alive is the best revenge.